Chapter 571: Spirit of the Earth
"We need to leave here and take everything we can, then attack the Bear Village and get them to join us. We must get to a warmer area before the extreme cold season arrives. This is the way I saw from Wu Qi to avoid danger."
Zhang Yang made his words as sincere as possible. He had to coerce more people to accumulate more resources for him, and in the coming doomsday, more people were a rare resource in themselves.
But these words spoken in the name of Wu Qi did not seem to have the effect Zhang Yang wanted. He could tell something was wrong from the expressions on the faces of the villagers around him.
At this time, Xingshan suddenly laughed.
"Xingbu, you can be the village chief, but you want us to go to war when the extreme cold season comes, or even abandon the village where we have lived for thousands of years. I think you might as well kill us all, or let us kill you! The fifth level of witch blood and the fifth level of witch power are by no means invincible."
"Yes, anyone can be the village chief, but if you want us to leave the village, you might as well kill us!"
The villagers shouted in indignation, and their previous hesitation completely disappeared. If the death of the village chief's family only made them a little angry, then Zhang Yang really sensed a huge crisis at this moment.
They are willing to fight for their homeland.
But this is embarrassing!
Zhang Yang could easily kill the village chief's family, but he couldn't deal with hundreds of villagers at the same time. Even if he could, he could kill them all. But in that case, wouldn't his plan to make his first pot of gold be bankrupt?
Didn't the perfect start he boasted about before become a slap in the face? "Xingbu, you have killed the village chief's family, just because they are the most prestigious in the village. You think that if you kill them, we will obey you in everything. However, you are still too naive. Prestige can never be obtained by killing. If you are not worthy of the position, what does it matter if you become the village chief?"
Xing Shan pressed on step by step. Damn, these big guys actually have pretty good brains. But, do you think you can really survive if you stay here? I don't even want to hug a big guy like you!
After complaining in his heart, Zhang Yang sighed, stretched out his hand and pointed, a golden light flashed, and Xingshan's head exploded directly. This time he used the passivated true spirit particles.
"Who else?"
Zhang Yang said calmly, but in fact he was already prepared to escape at any time. He could kill everyone, but the waste would not be worth it. Alas, is it easy for him to have a perfect start?
The villagers fell silent, their anger suppressed by a more terrifying and unknown force.
Xingshan was the second most skilled person in the village besides the village chief. He was a heroic, cheerful and loyal person. He had a high prestige and was the only choice for the next village chief. However, even he died, and his death was so tragic.
"I'll give you half a day to pack your belongings, and then we'll set off. I'll kill anyone who stays behind, and as for those who escape, it's up to you if you think you can survive by leaving the group in this season. Also, after we take down the Bear Village, I'll allow the top ten people with the most merit to take away three carts of any property from the warehouse of the Bear Village, and any woman of their choice."
The crowd dispersed as if they were avoiding the plague.
No one resisted, and no one questioned it anymore.
Zhang Yang stood at the entrance of the village with a murderous look on his face, but he was actually cheering. Oh my god, things were going so smoothly, it was indeed a perfect start.
After that, no one dared to escape, and no one dared to stay. In just half a day, huge ice sled carts loaded with all kinds of supplies came out of the village. All the villagers had grim faces and were definitely in a bad mood.
However, Zhang Yang did not give them a chance to regret and burned down the entire village directly.
The first pot of gold was finally in hand. As for the talk of attacking Xiongzhai, what? Did I say that?
Please, this is not a peasant uprising, it's not about fighting for land, occupying the population, storing up grain and building high walls to slowly become king. This is the end of the world, it's a weird invasion.
There are two most urgent things to do. First, find an effective way to fight the curse. Zhang Yang already has some ideas about this. Second, purify the polluted spiritual energy and then accumulate resources. However, these resources are not ordinary resources. At least they are in units of spiritual energy, so Zhang Yang needs a lot of hard work.
"Everyone stop!"
About fifty miles after leaving the village, Zhang Yang stopped the team and released his witch prayer talent towards a nearby mountain.
This thing is really not a joke, it can indeed communicate with the earth, and this is the trump card talent of the ancient witch clan, and it is also the real killer weapon that Zhang Yang believes is a perfect start this time.
The villagers looked on indifferently at first, until Zhang Yang really summoned a vague earth spirit from the earth, their expressions became extremely wonderful, and many old guys were so excited that they knelt down and kowtowed continuously.
"Phew! Fortunately, it seems that there is indeed a primary earth vein here, and it has not been polluted yet."
Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief. The reason why he did not release his witchcraft talent when he was in the village was entirely because this talent was also divided into certain places. The cursed creature had been hiding in the village for who knows how many years, and the ground energy had long been polluted.
"Now you know what to do, right? Let's light the witch fire passed down by our ancestors!"
Zhang Yang shouted. This was the information that this small account obtained from its bloodline after awakening the witch prayer talent. The Xing tribe was a branch of the witch tribe, but for some reason, they could no longer ignite the witch fire.
The villagers looked at Zhang Yang blankly, not knowing what he was talking about, including the excited old men.
"Ahem, I forgot. Cut down three hundred three-hundred-year-old white trees immediately. Don't let young people go. Only old men who are over a hundred years old can go. No one else can come into contact with them. The filthy smell on you is too strong."
Zhang Yang quickly shouted, there is information asymmetry, but it’s all trivial.
Next, before the three hundred white trees were cut down, he hurriedly released Wu Qi continuously, trying his best to stabilize the vague earth spirit.
This thing is not a natural spirit of the mountains and rivers, but a unique talent of the witch clan's bloodline. It can be summoned from the earth out of thin air, or it can be said that it is a created spirit, so the requirements are very high. Once summoned, it cannot be moved, disturbed, or polluted. It must be deposited in the witch fire to stabilize.
In short, this is the blood god of the witch clan. It is a real spirit born from the blood of the witch clan. If it can continue to become stronger, it may even be transformed into the unique heavenly way of the witch clan in the future.
See, this is the perfect start!
This is also the reason why Zhang Yang must involve the entire village. He alone cannot support such a spirit of the earth in the initial stage.
As long as the spirit of the earth is stabilized and the witch fire survives, it will be possible to extract the greatest possible resources from the broken heavenly way of the Xing people.
This will be the most important step in Zhang Yang's creation of a civilized trumpet.
Of course, he didn't have to consider why the Xing people split from the ancient witch clan and why they denied the core inheritance of the ancient witch clan.
After all, the purpose of civilized trumpet existence is to serve the civilized subject.
(End of this chapter)
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